Copy the heavens from the bad guys

Chapter 52 052: The Emperor of Extermination

"God Punisher Thunder!"

Just as Zhu Yougui withdrew his hands and retreated, on his right side, a fist with a purple thunder light suddenly appeared, and then hit his right ribs as quickly as lightning.

"Kakaka~"

There was a sound of bones breaking, and Zhu Yougui, who was caught off guard by a heavy punch, immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his young body flew out like a sandbag, hitting the wall of the hall and leaving a deep hole before slowly recovering. slip down.

"You, how did you become so strong?" Zhu Yougui vomited blood, stood up with difficulty, and looked at Qin Mo with horror.

What kind of terrifying adventure is it that can make a kid played by him in the palm of his hand grow into a peerless master who is equal to him in just ten days.

"Hehe, what do you think?" Qin Mo smiled, and leaned towards Zhu Yougui step by step with the Longquan sword in his hand.

"You are not Li Xingyun, you are someone else's disguise, right? No one can grow so powerful in ten days!"

As expected of an old Jianghu, Zhu Yougui immediately guessed the most likely reason.

Hearing Zhu Yougui's words, Qin Mo stopped on the spot and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I guessed half right."

"Half?" Zhu Yougui was taken aback for a moment, not sure which half he guessed right.

"But is who I am important to you? Isn't it enough for you to know that you will die today?" Qin Mo said with a smile.

"Dead? Do you think you'll be invincible after plotting against me?"

Zhu Yougui sneered, and the blackness all over his body suddenly appeared again, and then Qin Mo discovered that his ribs on the right side, which had been sunken by himself, began to swell slowly, and finally returned to its original appearance.

If it weren't for the blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth, Qin Mo would even doubt whether he had hit him just now.

"Sure enough, no one who can cultivate to the great heaven is a good stubble."

Qin Mo secretly slandered, although the blow just now was not considered his strongest, but he had nearly [-]% of his power, and he couldn't seriously injure Zhu Yougui. It seems that he still underestimated him.

At the same time, Qin Mo was shocked by Yuan Tiangang's strength. You must know that in the original book, Yuan Tiangang killed Zhu Yougui in just three or two hits. .

"Go to hell!"

Zhu Yougui yelled, and the "Nine Nether Xuantian Divine Art" immediately exploded with full power, a ball of black fire suddenly ignited in both palms, and slammed towards Qin Mo's direction.

The black fire whizzed out from Zhu Yougui's palm, engulfed in the air in the process, and when it arrived in front of Qin Mo, it had gathered into a huge black flame fireball as tall as a person.

Facing the oncoming heat wave, Qin Mo, who knew the horror of this move, did not dare to take it too seriously. He held the Longquan Sword tightly in his hand, and the "Longquan Sword Art" was running at high speed. For the second, he rushed towards both sides of the hall, instantly igniting the curtains and carpets in the hall.

After dispelling the fireball attack, Qin Mo breathed a sigh of relief and was about to withdraw his sword, only to find that Zhu Yougui's young body suddenly rushed in front of him, and his immature hands were wrapped in black air, pressing hard on his chest.

"boom!"

At the critical moment, Qin Mo quickly lifted the Longquan sword across his chest, and buffered it a little under the huge attack of this palm, but even so, the remaining strength was enough to throw Qin Mo flying.

"boom!"

After bumping into a pillar in the main hall, Qin Mo suddenly felt a burning pain in his back, and a mouthful of blood gushed into his throat.

But before he even had time to vomit blood, Zhu Yougui had already taken advantage of the victory and pursued him again.

Five sharp claws grabbed at Qin Mo's Tianling cover. Qin Mo hurriedly lowered his body, rolled sideways on the donkey and pulled a little distance away from Zhu Yougui. Then, taking advantage of his height and long hands, he raised the Longquan Sword to Zhu Yougui's neck. He swung his sword hard.

Zhu Yougui had sharp eyes and quick hands, and hastily raised his left arm to block the sword, but the Longquan sword with the power of the sword formula was extremely sharp, and immediately left Zhu Yougui with deep and visible injuries.

"what!"

The blood on the arm was bubbling outwards, which suddenly aroused Zhu Yougui's ferocity, and the attack on Qin Mo became more rapid and fierce.

"Bang bang bang..."

Zhu Yougui's nails were sharper than swords, and every time they scratched Qin Mo's body, they would leave five hideous bloodstains. In a short while, Qin Mo's body was covered with wounds, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in blood.

On the other hand, Zhu Yougui only had a few sword wounds from Qin Mo's counterattack. Although the wounds were deep, they had little effect on his actions.

"I can't go on like this. Although I won't die, I can't kill Zhu Yougui either. I'm afraid it won't be so easy to find another chance."

While blocking, Qin Mo's mind turned sharply, thinking of a way to defeat the enemy.

"Up to now, it seems that we can only use that trick."

Seeing Zhu Yougui's gradually ferocious face, Qin Mo secretly made up his mind.

"Black Rock Claw!"

Zhu Yougui yelled, and a colorful black light appeared from his five fingers, aiming at Qin Mo's heart and grabbing it fiercely.

In Zhu Yougui's guess, Qin Mo would definitely block his chest with the Longquan sword again, and then his other hand would strike quickly, leaving a gash on Qin Mo's neck.

But things did not develop as Zhu Yougui expected.

I saw Qin Mo slowly put down the Longquan sword across his waist, and at the same time leaned forward, and greeted Zhu Yougui's palm.

"Is he looking for death? No, he has a conspiracy!"

Several thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, but at this moment, Zhu Yougui had no time to withdraw his palm, and could only let his five fingers grab Qin Mo's heart.

"Pfft~"

The conspiracy in Zhu Yougui's imagination did not appear. His fingers did pierce Qin Mo's chest, shattered his ribs, and caught his fresh heart. As long as he exerted a little force at this time, Qin Mo's heart would be broken and he would die undoubtedly.

But at this time, Zhu Yougui hesitated again. Although he didn't know how Qin Mo came back from the dead, he didn't dare to bet that Qin Mo could live again. Now that the hope of obtaining the treasure of Longquan was right in front of him, he really couldn't bear it. Is that how Qin Mo was killed?

of course not.

But just when Zhu Yougui was about to take back his palm, he suddenly felt that his palm was hugging his waist all the time. Zhu Yougui quickly looked up, only to see a look of madness on Qin Mo's face, and his left arm was bent hard to hug him. Holding his waist, at the same time holding the Longquan sword in his right hand, he stabbed fiercely at the back of his heart.

"You lunatic!"

Zhu Yougui finally figured out why Qin Mo acted like suicide just now. It turned out that he wanted to die with himself!
Zhu Yougui, who was extremely anxious, couldn't bear the slightest hesitation, and crushed Qin Mo's heart, and pushed Qin Mo outward with his left hand, trying to break free from his comfort.

Qin Mo spat out a big mouthful of blood, but the strength of hugging Zhu Yougui's waist did not weaken at all, but increased a little bit like a flash of light.

"Pfft~"

In the end, the extremely sharp Longquan sword pierced through Zhu Yougui's back, and then pierced out from Qin Mo's back, forming a piercing.

At the same time, Qin Mo aroused the only remaining internal force in his body and performed the "Shen Shen Tianlei" exercise. A burst of thunder crackled on his right hand, and penetrated into the two's bodies through the Longquan Sword, instantly blasting their hearts. into slag.

"You lunatic..."

Zhu Yougui looked at Qin Mo in horror and murmured such a sentence in a low voice before completely dying. Qin Mo saw Zhu Yougui walking in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his blood-stained mouth, and then his eyes darkened, his brain After spinning around for a while, he fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Are you going to die again?"

A handsome man hugged a weird-looking freak, and was stabbed to death by a sword. If someone who didn't know saw it, they would think it was a story of unrequited love and martyrdom.

(End of this chapter)